TALLAHASSEE, Thursday—While COP delegates in Bonn argue over half-degree temperature increments, another climate summit convenes 7,800 km away inside Doak Campbell Stadium: the Florida State Seminoles’ 2024 football schedule, where the only melting ice is in overpriced margaritas. To the untrained eye, it’s a tidy twelve-game slate—Duke, Clemson, Miami, the usual suspects—sprinkled across the calendar…
Brentford vs Chelsea: A Timeline for the Age of Absurdity By Our Correspondent in Self-Imposed Exile, Somewhere Over the Atlantic 1935 – The First Whistle Brentford, then a modest First Division side, beats Chelsea 3-1 at Griffin Park. Newspapers report it soberly, because the world still believed in sentences without emojis. Adolf Hitler is re-arming…
Athletic Club 2 – 0 Alavés: A Basque Derby in the Twilight of the World San Mamés, Thursday night—while half the planet doom-scrolled its way through another 24-hour news cycle of melting ice caps and crypto scams, 46,000 souls wedged themselves into a cathedral of cracked concrete and throbbing larynxes to watch 22 millionaires boot…
South Alabama vs. Auburn: A Microscopic Proxy War in a World That’s Already Over By the time the final whistle blows on Saturday night, roughly 87,000 Alabamians will have screamed themselves hoarse inside Jordan–Hare Stadium while another 25,000 will have discovered the existential terror of a half-empty Hancock Whitney Stadium in Mobile. To the rest…
**Saturday’s Gladiator Pageant: Why the Planet Still Watches College Football Games Today, Live and in Real Time** If you tune in to any college football games today live, you will witness roughly four million BTUs of adolescent kinetic energy being converted, in real time, into advertising inventory. From Jakarta to Johannesburg, satellites obediently relay the…
Juventus vs Inter: The Derby That Could Start a Small Trade War By Dave’s Foreign Correspondent Somewhere Between Milan and Turin, Nursing an Overpriced Espresso The Derby d’Italia is back, and for once the Italian government isn’t the most dysfunctional thing on display. Juventus—fresh from accounting classes and a 15-point deduction that vanished like a…
Juventus vs. Inter: When Football’s Cold War Finally Spills Out of Europe’s Deep Freezer By Our Man in Turin (who still hasn’t thawed out) TURIN—If you squint hard enough through the Alpine smog, the Derby d’Italia looks less like a football match and more like a summit of two failing superpowers trying to convince the…
Alex Goleš: The Balkan Midfielder Who Became a Metaphor for Europe’s Existential Midfield Crisis From the terraces of Partizan Belgrade to the fluorescent-lit spreadsheets of UEFA licensing officers, the career arc of Aleksandar “Alex” Goleš is less a bedtime story for football romantics and more a cautionary fable for anyone who still believes the beautiful…
The quaintly named “HCU vs Nebraska” is, on first glance, only a scrap of American collegiate sport, a dust-up between Houston Christian University—population: one modest Texas campus—and the University of Nebraska, whose football program alone could probably float a small sovereign debt issue. Yet, like a well-traveled diplomat who pretends to sip tea while negotiating…
The World Watches Central Michigan vs. Michigan, or: How We All Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Mid-Major By L. Marlowe, International Desk, somewhere between despair and a Marriott minibar. From the banks of the Tigris to the glass towers of Singapore, humanity awoke last Saturday to discover the globe’s most pressing geopolitical fault…
Nick Saban, American Caesar of the Gridiron, Retires—And the World Somehow Keeps Spinning By Helena Draxler, Senior International Correspondent | Dave’s Locker PARIS—While glaciers melt, supply chains choke, and half the planet queues for a passport that still means something, the United States paused yesterday to rend its garments over the retirement of a 72-year-old…
**The Empire Strikes Back: How Rangers FC Became Scotland’s Accidental Ambassador to the World’s Darkest Corners** In the grand theater of global football, where petrostates launder reputations through inflated transfer fees and oligarchs collect clubs like distressed real estate, Rangers FC stands as a peculiar anachronism—a 150-year-old institution that somehow embodies both the triumph and…
